I sit and write
There is chatter about
Echoes in the mostly empty hall
Out the window there is calm
Sky is gray
Almost uniform in color
People commenting
Wondering about rain
Still waiting
For solid summer weather
Much work to do
But meaningless in a way
The world in chaos
Helpless people
Praying for help
Being ignored by many
Too involved with themselves
Politicians fighting for territory
Paid off by big business
Becoming wealthy
By deceiving constituents
No one fishing on the pier
River being dredged
Some leaves falling
Birds flying
Insects buzzing and biting
River continues to flow
Stanski
September 20, 2025, ^
Steve Haarman 